: Lent :

an excerpt by Kurt Olsson

 

You decide

to give up forks.

It isn't much

of a concession.

You prefer spoons

better anyway.

More dependable,

less likely to

disappoint.

Forks you imagine

knocking at your door

late some night

tipsy and wanting

to sing all the old

songs.

            Knives,

you gave up

on knives ages go.